Once you get older you just don't give 2 craps....

I hate to see me in 20 years.

That being said, for me it isn't yankees. I've known people from all over. What I typically see that gets my goat is rudeness and lack of respect...neither of which is dependent on geographic borders.

 

One thing I have noticed over the years, and I'm not being chauvinistic by saying this, but what I have observed almost on a daily basis, is that guys are more polite to each other than women are to men. Now I have met some polite women out there. But what I'm talking about is the random and quick interaction such as holding a door open for one another. I can be walking into a convenience store, and a very rough looking gang banger type will hold the door open for me, or if I do the same for him, Almost always I get a "Thanks man", "Appreciate it", or whatever. More often than not, if I do it for a lady, usually I get no response or even a smirky look from them. Not always but quite often I've noticed guys are much more polite to each other. The grocery store is the worst place I've noticed this and it's not Mom's toting a bunch of kids with the grocery cart either. Guys will almost always say excuse me and move their cart to the side. I have had countless experiences standing there with my grocery cart waiting for some woman to move her cart out of the way while she's perusing the items on the shelf. It's gotten to the point that if I turn down an isle and see a woman standing in the middle of isle with her cart, I just turn around and go to the next isle.

 

I think you were nice to them.

 

Lol I was born and raised in Illinois and I totally agree my migration was easy to make as I hated the political environment for one. I'm tired of Yankees moving here and bringing the crap here stay up there or shut up.

 

Having been forced to live in NYC for three years and NJ for three, its not the brooklyn whine (ie Fran) that gets me. Its the ultra-liberal, ultra-offended, ultra-my_shit_dont_stink attitude.

 

I welcome all of the refugees from the North who want to assimilate and fit the South. Those that want to recreate the same place they fled are welcome to return there.

 

I told someone that I knew that one time. She was complaining about this and that and how much nicer it was in TN so I looked at her and said then why the hell don't you go back and shut up. Her and her daughters were men bashers. no wonder her husband left. LOL

 

I have to point out that my best buddy is from Vermont but his slight accent is not abrasive at all and he is a Southern Boy by assimilation.
He brings me maple syrup and cheese when he goes home to see his dad

 

The land of green mountains is a more free state than the one we're currently in. They're just surrounded by enemy lands for the most part. I have friends from Vermont, NH, and the free part of Western Mass.
I encourage them to leave quietly and join the dwindling ranks of likeminded liberty lovers in the Southern US. That and they're closer to the beaches lol.

Nobody retires and moves north of the Mason/Dixon unless they're in politics. That's is a fact.

And if you are from NH, don't you dare call my Concord your Conquered. That's fighting speech.

 

Like I always say, "If your heart ain't in Dixie, get your ass out"......

 

Dude. What kind of people do you expect to run in to? You live in Smithfield! .. capital of hell and the cesspool of disgusting. Where if you aren't banging your sister then you aren't normal.


I live in Smithfield but I don't have any sisters

 

Dude. What kind of people do you expect to run in to? You live in Smithfield! .. capital of hell and the cesspool of disgusting. Where if you aren't banging your sister then you aren't normal.

I live in Smithfield but I don't have any sisters

Poor goat.

 

I was at Lowes yesterday to look at some shrubs with my wife. I had been in the garden department a few minutes when I heard what can only be described as the loathsome sound of loud trashy classless yankee women. They were dragging 4 snotty nosed out of control spore with them as they cursed and brayed around the department.

Now it is no secret among those who know me that I would rather listen to Ugandan monkeys having an orgy than loud yankees having communications between others of their kind. If this offends you then you are obviously from the great northern lands as well and should make haste to return.

They were within feet of me. I was writhing in a state of disgust. I was about to just leave for a while to allow them to wander away when I heard this: "I hate this hot weather... We can't plant anything because these deer down here eat everything... It's so humid and hot... I sweat all the time..."

I turned and looked at them, their halter tops and spandex pants showing the mounds of extra flesh without any hint of modesty. I am sure the look on my face said it all, but I had to use my voice to be sure they understood.

"You could always head back to New York" I said. I didn't smile, just stared. Then I turned back to the crepe myrtles and they wandered away. My wife was ashen, but smiled at me and grabbed my hand. Once you get older you just don't give 2 craps....

You shoulda crop-dusted them!![emoji13]

 

I recall the guy in the checkout line at Food Lion who got uppity and obnoxious when he learned there is a tax on food items. When asked where he was from he just snarled, "obviously not from here", which is a good thing. Hopefully he went back home.

 

Did you tell him his property taxes are probably cut by a factor of 10? I wouldn't because I wouldn't want to encourage him to stay.

 

lol

 

Funny stuff right there .....

 

Had a dude make fun of my accent in the Daytona Beach flea market. He was probably 60 years old, shriveled with an ugly ass blue-haired biddy that looked like she was eating lemons. I just smiled and said 'bless your heart, if you went 25 miles inland, they'd make fun of your accent too'.

 

of all the things I've learned in the 22 years of living in NC, nothing has struck me as being the epitome of southern culture, delicacy and manners as that
phrase that delivers the message and confounds the minds of the un-initiated.....of course, I'm talking about "bless your heart"!!!!

 

So much yankee hatred....you guys need a hug?

 

pants down or?

 

I was at Lowes yesterday to look at some shrubs with my wife. I had been in the garden department a few minutes when I heard what can only be described as the loathsome sound of loud trashy classless yankee women. They were dragging 4 snotty nosed out of control spore with them as they cursed and brayed around the department.

Now it is no secret among those who know me that I would rather listen to Ugandan monkeys having an orgy than loud yankees having communications between others of their kind. If this offends you then you are obviously from the great northern lands as well and should make haste to return.

They were within feet of me. I was writhing in a state of disgust. I was about to just leave for a while to allow them to wander away when I heard this: "I hate this hot weather... We can't plant anything because these deer down here eat everything... It's so humid and hot... I sweat all the time..."

I turned and looked at them, their halter tops and spandex pants showing the mounds of extra flesh without any hint of modesty. I am sure the look on my face said it all, but I had to use my voice to be sure they understood.

"You could always head back to New York" I said. I didn't smile, just stared. Then I turned back to the crepe myrtles and they wandered away. My wife was ashen, but smiled at me and grabbed my hand. Once you get older you just don't give 2 craps....

'Bout like listening to finger nails raked across a chalkboard.

 

now we have to Ban Bugs Bunny....the Battle Flag, y'know.

 

And do not let the door hit you where the good Lord split you on the way out.

I was at Lowes yesterday to look at some shrubs with my wife. I had been in the garden department a few minutes when I heard what can only be described as the loathsome sound of loud trashy classless yankee women. They were dragging 4 snotty nosed out of control spore with them as they cursed and brayed around the department.

Now it is no secret among those who know me that I would rather listen to Ugandan monkeys having an orgy than loud yankees having communications between others of their kind. If this offends you then you are obviously from the great northern lands as well and should make haste to return.

They were within feet of me. I was writhing in a state of disgust. I was about to just leave for a while to allow them to wander away when I heard this: "I hate this hot weather... We can't plant anything because these deer down here eat everything... It's so humid and hot... I sweat all the time..."

I turned and looked at them, their halter tops and spandex pants showing the mounds of extra flesh without any hint of modesty. I am sure the look on my face said it all, but I had to use my voice to be sure they understood.

"You could always head back to New York" I said. I didn't smile, just stared. Then I turned back to the crepe myrtles and they wandered away. My wife was ashen, but smiled at me and grabbed my hand. Once you get older you just don't give 2 craps....

 

Yankees? You wanna see Yankees? We get the ones that want to change here to where it's just like the hellhole they came from. I-95 has northbound lanes, too.

 

There's no neighbors like new neighbors in the Containment Area. And the new ones two doors down have one of those magnetic rounds on the tailgate that usually say OBX, but this one says JERSEY STRONG .

Oy Veh

 

There's no neighbors like new neighbors in the Containment Area. And the new ones two doors down have one of those magnetic rounds on the tailgate that usually say OBX, but this one says JERSEY STRONG .

Oy Veh

if i didnt absolutely abhor city livin, i'd move in and show you a proper country raised yankee that kisses the ground every time he comes back across the mason dixon.

 

Yall get upset over so little.

 

and yet still calmer than your average witch from NJ shopping at Lowes.

 

I absolutely don't care what they SOUND like (accent, not whining). I care what they ACT like. And what they VOTE like.

I've lived and been all over myself.

Nice folks are nice, buttholes are buttholes, and freedom lovers love freedom...no matter where you are. Lots of folks just don't get raised to have common courtesy these days.

 

When I encounter an jerkoff yankee bitching about the South, I tell them I95 goes both directions.

Choose one and hit the effing road.

 

Guess what? All this Yankee North/South stuff reminds me of this. God bless Granny. lol....

 

and just to comment about her complaining

yep its hot, but that's what a cold glass of sweet tea's for

them deer wont bother yer garden none if ya put em in yer freezer

ya wont sweat so much if ya slow down, its not go go go down heya

 

yep its hot, but that's what a cold glass of sweet tea's for

Love it. lol!!